After being dressed as a villain, the hero fell in love with him

The surrounding heat was hazy, and the pure spiritual power of the Lingquan spring poured into the body continuously. One hand was pressed on the lower abdomen, and the spiritual power fell on the sealed spiritual roots along the hand.

Biting pain rushed to my mind in an instant.

Jian Ning trembled.

"do not move."

Mo Lan kept spiritual power in his hands, bit the young man's lips, and invaded forcefully.

"Well!"

The young man was wrapped in a cold breath that didn't belong to him, his brows were frowned, and his body felt pain.

Mo Lan's spiritual power faded, and the seal around the spiritual root also melted, but at the same time, the fragile spiritual root seemed to have no shelter suddenly, and the pain spreading from the depths seemed to scrape the spiritual root.

Jian Ning turned pale on the spot.

It hurts!

A few traces of cold sweat broke out from Jian Ning's forehead, her complexion was pale, she unconsciously arched her body to shrink back, turned her head to avoid Mo Lan's lips, but her jaw was pinched by Mo Lan, and she turned back.

"Well……"

Jian Ning snorted, and was forced to look up, her teeth were pried open, and something was sent in along her lips and tongue.

There is a smell of medicine.

Jian Ning twisted his face, his lips and tongue forced him to swallow what was in his mouth.

Another spiritual power dissipated in the body immediately.

Mo Lan hugged the young man's waist and pressed him into his arms, "Be patient, the cold poison in your body has been present for too long."

Jian Ning's face was pale, her forehead rested on Mo Lan's shoulder, her hands were clutching the man's clothes, her breathing was a little intermittent.

The moment the seal was released, and the spiritual power in the body resumed surging, an overwhelming icy chill also surged up, sweeping fiercely from the spiritual root.

Mo Lan's, the elixir's, and his own and cold poison's forces converged together, constantly colliding, and the spirit root was in the center of the vortex, trembling unceasingly.

Jian Ning's breathing was chaotic, and the pain was severe. She tried her best to bite her lip to suppress her voice, but her hand holding the corner of her clothes became more and more forceful, and her fingertips turned white.

He thought that the previous life was already painful enough, but he didn't expect it to be even more painful.

It was as if a knife was constantly gouging out in the body, and the knife fell on the softest part of the body.

"Ningning."

Mo Lan looked down at the boy in her arms, and frowned.

Jian Ning bit her lip, faintly feeling a little blood, but her chin was suddenly raised, followed by a pair of lips forcefully pressed up.

The light and cool fragrance lingered, and the power struggle at the spiritual root became more intense, and the pain made him almost go numb.The medicinal effect of the elixir was extremely strong, it went straight into the spiritual root, found the root of the cold poison that had been lingering in it for many years, and tore it hard.

"Well!"

Jian Ning trembled uncontrollably, couldn't hold it back, and bit Mo Lan's lips, bleeding instantly.

Mo Lan didn't care, she hugged the boy tightly in her arms, and walked behind his back comfortingly.

The lips and teeth are entangled, becoming more and more crazy.

Surrounded by the sound of rushing water and steaming heat, Jian Ning was pushed against the rock wall, and her thin underwear was soaked.

It may be that the water temperature is too high, Jian Ning gradually became a little hot, every touch of the person in front of him seemed to be scorching hot.

Jian Ning clenched her palms and the corners of her clothes.

I don't know how long it has passed, Jian Ning's consciousness is a little fuzzy, and she vaguely feels that this person has pushed a few more medicines into her mouth.

Finally, the knife-like pain at the spiritual root gradually faded away.

Jian Ning was almost exhausted, her complexion was pale, and she was leaning against the edge of the Lingquan all supported by Mo Lan.

Mo Lan breathed a sigh of relief and hugged him tightly.

The young man buried his head in front of this man's chest, panting heavily, half of it was from the pain, and half was from being kissed by this man.

"The cold poison... has it been cured?"

Jian Ning pursed her lips and asked slowly, her voice very soft.

Mo Lan probed into Jian Ning's body with the gentlest force, and carefully checked around the spiritual root.

"Okay, it's alright."

"Good boy." Mo Lan moved closer to Jian Ning's ear and kissed, "It's all right."

Finally, solved...

Jian Ning pursed her lips, and tasted the slightest smell of blood.

Both his and Mo Lan's.

Jian Ning slowed down for a moment, and straightened up a little.His hands and feet were weak and he couldn't use any strength, so he couldn't help supporting Mo Lan, put his hands on Mo Lan, and stepped back a little.

"Jane Ning."

But for some reason, Mo Lan was fine just now, but in the blink of an eye, she suddenly turned dark.

"...Ning, Ning!"

Jian Ning: "??"

The wrist was grabbed, Jian Ning paused, before she could react, she was pulled heavily by this man and fell into his arms, "Hey, what's wrong?"

Jian Ning didn't understand, so she raised her eyes and saw the man in front of her with suppressed stern eyes, and her voice was cold, "What's wrong?! Ning Ning, you just want to run away after detoxification?"

Jian Ning: "??"

Where did he go?

"No, Ah Lan..."

Jian Ning was stunned, and immediately tightened his waist, one arm firmly embraced him, and pressed the other arm.Jian Ning opened her eyes wide, watching the red in the man's eyes deepen a little.

There was a pain in the mouth, and the familiar cold fragrance enveloped him again, followed by a chill in the back!

The thin undershirt was already drenched, and the hand on the back of his waist was walking on his back unscrupulously, grabbing the collar and pulling it down.

Jian Ning: "!!!"

"Alan!" Jian Ning's heart tightened, and she tilted her head, "I didn't run away! I didn't run away!"

The lips were blocked again, and Jian Ning felt the hand on the back touch his body so straightly, and the fingertips passed by, which made him tremble.

Jian Ning's heart beat fast, she flinched hastily, but the more she flinched, the more she shrank into Mo Lan's arms.

Mo Lan hugged her tightly, bit the small cut on Jian Ning's lips, squinted her eyes, and sucked hard.

Jian Ning was startled, broke away abruptly, and stepped back.

Behind is the edge of Lingquan, and the rock wall is not flat, Jian Ning's clothes were pulled off by half of Mo Lan, and the back of his heart hit the bulge of the rock wall, making him hiss.

Mo Lan paused for a moment, then pulled her back again.

"Be honest."

"How can I be dishonest?!" Jian Ning gritted her teeth.

And who is dishonest? ! !

Jian Ning looked at this man, pursed her lips, "Alan, I didn't run away, please calm down."

Mo Lan lowered his eyes, the person in front of him had just recovered from the cold, and his face was still pale at the moment.

It's too similar to...the way he was in those two years.

Mo Lan felt a twinge in her heart, feeling pain.

"I can't calm down."

Mo Lan paused, lowered her head, and bit her neck again, wrapping her arms around the person in her arms.

Jian Ning felt a hot hand passing by the back of her heart, and shook slightly, "Alan, don't... I didn't run away, I really didn't run away. Itchy! There is a scar."

Mo Lan paused, looked back over the young man's shoulder, and suddenly remembered something, "...No."

"Nothing?"

Jian Ning moved sideways with difficulty, trying to avoid this person, but was suddenly pushed around, "Hey!"

Jian Ning is simply dizzy.

He really couldn't handle Mo Lan like this.

it's wired……

Jian Ning felt Mo Lan gently touch the back of his heart, a little itchy, "A Lan, you... let go!"

"I said..." Mo Lan didn't respond to Jian Ning's words, staring at Jian Ning's back, "There is no scar."

The back of the heart is white, clean, and nothing.

"No?"

Jian Ning was taken aback, "Impossible, why not."

This scar should always be there.

A strange feeling in Jian Ning's heart suddenly flooded up, and she couldn't care about Mo Lan for a moment, she turned her head, trying to see clearly.

Mo Lan waved her hand and stared at Dao Bingjing behind him.

Jian Ning turned her head to look over, the skin on the back of her heart was smooth, and there was indeed no scar.

Should not be ah.

This scar is clearly written in the original text.

When Wen Ruomian was seven years old, the Bai family broke into Wen's house, his father hid Wen Ruomian in a corner, and gave him the Lan Shengbi left by his ancestors, and then he went to divert Bai Yanchu's attention.

Wen Ruomian watched Bai Yanchu kill his parents, held back tears and ran out secretly, but even so, he was still discovered by Bai Yanchu not long after.

A sword pierces the heart.

Right in the back of the heart!

Bai Yanchu thought that Wen Ruomian was dead, but because of Lan Shengbi, Wen Ruomian lay in the pile of corpses for three days before waking up again.

The scar on the back of the heart, because it was caused by the Bai family's treasure, has never disappeared.

When Wen Ruomian killed Mo Lan, he pierced his heart with his sword from behind.

He wants revenge.

But... why not? !

Jian Ning frowned.

"stop looking."

Mo Lan thought for a while and said, "Before, there wasn't any."

"You told me in your last life that you were going to stab the same hole in my body..." Mo Lan thought about the things in her previous life, recalled the scene of this man killing him again, and paused, "But I At that moment, I wanted to say, there is no scar behind you."

Just didn't have time.

Jian Ning was completely stunned.

"...No?! Not in the last life?!"

Jian Ning was a little dazed, always feeling like she had overlooked something.

"No."

Mo Lan's eyes were complicated, and she leaned over and kissed him on the back of his heart, "Never."

It took a long time to detoxify the cold, and the sky has already brightened.Jian Ning lowered his head to think about things, and went back to the bedroom in a daze.Mo Lan was not there, Jian Ning sat down at the table by herself,

[Tongzi, Tongzi. 】

Jian Ning called the system.

The last time the system said that the energy was insufficient and it couldn't stand by for a long time, Jian Ning let it half shut down to accumulate power, and didn't call him for a while.

The system was quiet for a while, and soon beeped, [Hello host, 217 Small World Birth Maintenance System is serving you. 】

【drop--】

The system yawned, [What's wrong with the host? 】

【Tongzi, do you remember that scar on Wen Ruomian's body? 】

[Remember, that's the one in the back of my mind. 】

Jian Ning briefly talked about the scar, and wanted to ask the system if it knew anything.

But the system is also obviously surprised.

[Tongzi. 】

Jian Ning thought for a while, and then said: [My body can absorb the power of time and space in this life, but... not in the last life, right? 】

【right. 】The system responded, 【In the last life, I couldn't feel the corresponding power in your host body, but in this life I can.The reason... I don't know too well. 】

Jian Ning frowned, feeling more and more dizzy, almost at a loss.

Why does he feel... There seems to be something wrong with his body?

Jian Ning closed her eyes and fell into deep thought.

The door was open, and outside the hall, a man in a dark robe stood by the door, staring at the thoughtful man with lowered brows and eyes, his eyes were deep.

That looming flat voice...appeared again.

But he still couldn't hear clearly.

Mo Lan mobilized the strength in her body, listened carefully, and vaguely heard the voice talking to herself, what did she say... in her body, time and space?

He couldn't hear Jian Ning's voice.

But... It should be that voice that helped this person leave.

Mo Lan clenched her fists, her eyes darkened suddenly, and she looked at Jian Ning deeply.

This person... don't even think about dying again!

The communication jade tablet in the space ring suddenly shook. Mo Lan took it out, saw the name on it clearly, raised her eyebrows slowly, and pulled the corners of her lips.

That arrives so fast?

Yeah.

Mo Lan didn't get through, and waved away the barrier of the magic palace.

From outside, several slightly hurried voices came in, getting closer.

"A Ning!"

"A Ning!!"

Sitting at the table, Jian Ning raised her head, opened her eyes wide, and looked back in disbelief.

But when he turned around, a figure suddenly appeared.

Familiar breath.

Jian Ning was stunned, suddenly felt pain on his lips, someone bit his lower lip, and covered it up unceremoniously.

The deep voice fell into her ears, and Jian Ning heard the man's tone of a smile that was not a smile, with a bit of wantonness, just pressed his lips like this, and said softly: "I... did it on purpose."

Jian Ning: "???"

Everything happened in the blink of an eye, and Jian Ning didn't come back to her senses. The next moment, she heard a slightly surprised and gentle voice, both surprised and delighted.

"...Ah Ning? You are..."

Jian Ning: "...?!!!"

What the fuck? !

The author has something to say: come, come, he is coming, hehe...

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——感谢在2020-06-0523:48:10~2020-06-0620:56:04期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: dongli, ahahahahahaha 1;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: hand over 107 bottles of Xiaoyuganmeow;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!